The higher I climb the hotter I engage; I can not escape my crystal cage. What am I?
Every dawn begins with me,
At dusk I’ll be the first you see.
And daybreak could come without
What midday centers all about
Daisies grow from me, I’m told
And when I come, I end all cold
But in the sun I won’t be found
Yet still, each day I’ll be around.
Remember no googling! 😛
The man who invented it doesn’t want it. The man who bought it doesn’t need it. The man who needs it doesn’t know it. What is it? 🙂
And no googling! 😛